Tears of Red: Revenge of a Tom

Bobmalurina sat, lounging on her favorite chair when she heard a sudden knock on the door.  She rushed to the mirror, and fixed her fur so that it was neater.  she opened the door with a big smile on.

"Pouncival..." The smile disappeared.  "Sorry, I was expecting Tugger.  So, how are you?  Come in, please!" she said merrily.  Bobma loved company.

"Well, I've come to tell you something important," he said nervously.

"What is it?  Is something wrong?" she asked.

"No.  It's just, I don't think you and Tugger should become mates.  I mean, the night of the Jellicle Ball, you told me something I couldn't forget, and it just seems like you've betrayed me, Bombalurina."

"Pouncival, what are you talking about?" she asked.

"When you were dancing with me.  Not just me, with all of us.  Alonzo, Mistoffelees, Tumblebrutus.  You were acting like you really loved us, and I don't think you should marry Tugger if you do."

"Pouncival... I'm so stupid.  I'm sorry, but I really don't love you.  Or anyone else besides Tugger.  I mean, don't get me wrong, you guys are lal nice, but it's not like I was serious about liking you guys.  I was just doing what I do best, have fun, and I didn't really mean it to be anything other than just fun.  I only love Tugger, and that's a solemn swear," she said.

"But I don't understand.  You called me sexy and handsome.  Doesn't that mean you like me?  Am I just to suppose that you sya that to everyone?" he asked.

"Well, I did say that to all the toms I danced with.  And, I meant it.  You are a handsome kitten.  But that's it, a kitten.  I don't love you.  I never could.  We live in different generations.  I'm old enough to be your mum.  It's just, that's why I danced with you.  I keep my eye on you all.  Your parents deserve a break every once in a while.  Please don't be mad.  I don't have any feelings for you, and I'm sorry.  I was just having fun..." she said sympathetically.

"So, that's what you're all about, right?  Fun.  you don't take me seriously, do you.  I loved you.  And I thought you did too.  But now I see it was all pretend.  You lied.  You lied and you toyed with us for your own amusement.  We were you court-jesters.  You probably laughed at us behind our backs!  I'm so disappointed!  I thought you were better than that."

"I am... really!  But, It just, it was a party.  And we're supposed to dance.  And I'm pretty flirtatious, so I give of toms glances or sultry looks, jsut fot the heck of it.  I don't necessarily love them.  It's just the way I am," she explained.

"Oh, so I see.  You're a liar.  You're a slut, Bombalurina!  A SLUT!!!  and nothing is ever going to change that!" he yelled.

"Pounci, please leave!  Tugger is going to be home any minute, and this discussion has gone on long enough.  I don't love you, so LEAVE!" she screamed.

"No, because I want him to know what has happened.  I want him to know the REAL you!  The seductive twit, Bombalurina!  The slutty queen!" he yelled.

"Pouncival!  He's here!  Go AWAY!!  Leave me alone!  Please... just go!" she yelled.

"No!  You can't make me.  You're in for a REAL CATFIGHT!" he said loudly.

"SHUT UP!  He's home!" Bobmalurina whispered fiercly as the door opened.  Tugger was whistling a jolly little tune.

"Bomba?  Where are you?" he asked happily.  There was no reply.  "Bomba?" he asked more seriously.  "Bomba, where are you?  Bobmalurina?!?" he asked.  He made his way to the living room where Pounci and Bomba were.

"Brace yourself..." Pounci whispered.  As soon as Tugger entered, Pouncival wrapped his arms around her, and ferosciously kissed her.  she looked up at Tugger.  His face was hard. 

"Get off me, you little weasel!!" she yelled at him.  She pushed him away in disgust.  "Tugger, this isn't what it looks like, honestly!" she said unhappily.

"What exactly have you been doing while i was gone?" he asked trying to keep his temper.